Reflections

September 14, 2014

I spent an hour this morning trying to pull weeds from my garden, but I kept stopping. Every time I reached for...

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September 14, 2014

There is a particular kind of silence that exists only in places where the earth feels unfinished, as if the cooling of...

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September 14, 2014

To live close to the earth is to learn a different language, one spoken in the slow unfolding of ferns and the...

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